I finished this book in a matter of hours. I shouldn’t have been surprised to have devoured this book. It’s been a minute since  I’ve read a book by the author. Every single time, I get reeled in and hooked until I come to the ending. 

Sarah is the pastor’s daughter. She’s the epitome of good. Listens to her parents, does well in school, dates the son of good friends of the family, Matt, whom she hasn’t done anything with except chase kisses. And then his older brother Isaac comes home and suddenly she’s not content to be living her life the same way. It’s ironic how the resident bad boy is the one who sees the real her, sees the passion and the dreams in her eyes, and understands just what she needs to be utterly and completely happy. Now she doesn’t want to go to college, date Matt, work at his family’s farm stand, or follow her father’s stringent rules. Isaac gives her a taste of everything she craves. 

“Isaac didn’t just see who I was; he saw everything I wanted to be.”

“I’m just saying I like who I get to be when I’m with him.” She squinted. “And who is that?” I lifted a shoulder. “Myself.”

And then tragedy strikes. Everyone thought Sarah was there but she wasn’t which brings a plethora of questions. And a whole lot of tears (note to my future self: refrain from reading books by this author on airplanes). That tragedy and the myriad of secrets that were revealed gave Sarah the push she needed to live her true life. And that was with Isaac doing everything she loved. He recognized her talent, her passion, her drive and gave her the opportunities she needed to do it. 

“In him, I found myself.”

I couldn’t help but sob quietly throughout the rest of the book as Sarah gained confidence and control while Isaac stood by her. 

I received an advance copy of this book at my request and voluntarily left this review.